As I dust off this dusty[1], yellowed tome... I wonder...
What truths does it contain..
What dreams...
What nightmares of flesh...
For when I close my eyes...

All I see is death...

*Ahem* Now that I have your attention. Boom Shakkaluka.

So, worked an extra hour today with about 20 minutes warning. Nice of them to ask me. They better pay me for it.

And did you know there's something captivating about reading back over my own work?
I open this bitch up, try to kick start the creative juices witha quick flash back read, and I end up captivated... Maybe it's ebcause my memories so bad, none of ti seems like something I actually wrote, or... I dunno... Maybe it's just I'm a bloody good writer.[2]

So, had some drinking last night. Was good. Was fun.
I've decided I don't like large circles. I think large circles should eb broken down into smaller sub groups. Large circles make ti too hard to communicate, makes it too easy to get left out on the sidelines.
Had to leave 'early' I might add. Had work today. And I was staying over at Em's so I had to get up at 6. Well, I had to wake up at 6. Didn't manage to drag myself outta bed for awhiles after that.

Doc gets frank and chatty when he's someone innubriated. That doesn't sound like how that word should be spelt...
He's helped me to remember that I need to spend more time with my homies.

Reign of fire seemed like it would be a cool movie.
Dragons and all.
As it turns out, it may well be another 'Look! We have a special effects budget and lots of action! Don't look at the plot! Don't LOOK AT THE PLOT! You looked, didn't you? Ok.. Please, look into this flashy device...'
Such a shame.
I like Dragons. Gir likes dragons.
Don't you Gir?
He says yes.

There can never be enough Zim, incidentally. I have about... 14 episodes....? That's not enough...

Oh, I have Foxtel.
It's kinda cool.
But I'm still yet to catch an episode of Zim.
Damnit.

OH! Yes. Telstra blows monkies. I have pictures.
Telstra have done SOMETHING to my phone lines.
Correction, any lines leading out to where my house is.
MY Modem's retraining like a mad person. 54 times in 9 minutes. 52 in 5 minutes earlier today, I think....
That ain't good.
So, I've filed a formal complain thingy.
They called back.
Left a message.
Must call back within 48 hours.
They didn't say when they called and our answering machien doesn't have the date on it.
Guess who didn't call back within 48 hours?
But then, they did try and call twice more. At 8 in the morning.
And unless I'm mistaken, that's 8 in the morning Sydney time.
And despite the phone wenches comments to the contrary, I still think ti's Sydney time.
So I've had it all.. Re-opened and stuff, even though their (Shockingly useless) preliminary tests[3] said the line was fine.
Now I wait again, like a toiger. Toight.

*Whew*
And with that, I believe I've expressed most of my current stresses.

Oh, and I can't get ADSL for those keeping track. Phone line sot my house are too badly degraded despite passing a manual cert. YAY Telstra!

Oh, and I'm applying for Uni for next year. Curtin. Comp Sci. Wish me luck.

Boom, baby.
Actually.. Screw that, I need a new closing comment...[4]
You're only as old as the person you're feeling[5].
It'll do for now.

RIP
Kiljoy is dead.
Long live Kiljoy.

[1] Obviously it's Dusty if it needs Dusting. Duh.
[2] Pfft.
[3] And the monkey pushes the button.
[4] Just realised the old comment has a certain link to my Ex who shall here-to-forth be refered to as Denzien[6] of Evil number 32.
[5] I'm almost 17... o.o *Ahem* Dum de dum...
[6] Denzien... Isn't that like... An active ingredient in detergant.. Or a brand of... Or soemthing Detergant-e?
posted by Unknown at 10/05/2002 05:38:00 AM [edit]